Intro (00:07 - 00:29)
Ey, let me break this down real quick,
For them rappers singin' about how they slick,
Ima set the record an' take my pick,
.......
Caught in my line of sight you gonna hear them uzi clicks,
You's a clown Ima tell you now, aint worth shit,
So shut yo fuckin' trap and hear this mix,
verse (00:29 - 00:44)
I'm a night crawler creepin' the local uptown hall,
Down shift the game control the city street sprawl,
Traffic always active, always action, always packin' and
I'm always mother fuckin' down to pull some product jackin',
(00:44 - 00:59)
But they trackin',
What's worst than gangsta life?
Corporate C.E.O's got society in strife,
Organized crime always beats you street mutha fuckas,
You sellin' what you sold, from your government mothas,
(00:59 - 1:13)
Listen here,
What you bangin,
Is not skill,
Lost the game,
They're winnin',
On your knees bitch,
Say sorry,
It's a shame,
(01:14 - 01:28) (lyrically spoken)
Industry
Out of touch with
Movements in
Welfare streets
Sing about
Gangsta rap life, when
You were born
In gold sheets,
(01:29 - end)
Paper paper, deciding lives,
An' corrupting the balance,
Forced to criminalize,
The street benevolent,
Victims of circumstance,
Infrastructural wealth,
Fuckin' culture over 'cause
Industries govern health,
You want to be the best,
Get in line, ignorant pest,
You want to invest in this mess,
When you're the real investment,
Oppressed and arrested,
Enough competition, aint' even tested,
Puppets without history
Allow it to continue,
Religious politicians fuckin' prostitutes,
Near red light town venues,
The omniscient fuckin' force an they nothin' but pro's,
Your autotuned shit equals nada, you only transposed.